#cat jaskier

[scrambleddragonegg]

aiden: YOU!

jaskier: omg wait why are you here???

aiden: *holds up lambert’s hand with a deadpan expression*

lambert: *doesn’t even acknowledge it, taking a swig of his white gull*

jaskier: wait, HE’S your wolf???

lambert: *sensing danger* huh??

vesemir: i thought i told you not to let any of your boys kill mine?

guxart: that was for aiden attacking geralt, not julian protecting his child surprise

vesemir: ah shit i forgot about that

jaskier: *glaring at lambert* you. me. tightrope. now.

aiden: dad—

jaskier: oh no, if he thinks he can date a cat, he’s got to train like one. can he keep up with you?

aiden: not on a tightrope but—

guxart: kit, i’ll do the same to geralt if you want to play this game

jaskier: jokes on you, i already trained geralt for this!

aiden: dad stop please???

ciri: why does lambert look so scared?

yennefer: because jaskier is technically his father in-law

ciri: but why aren’t they bringing you into this? aren’t you also dating a cat?

yennefer: *sipping her tea* they’re welcome to try, but they risk losing their balls in the process

geralt: *allowing himself to be dragged off* when the hell did he train me for this?

[handwrittenhello]

Made a Cat!Jaskier phone background for @eyesofshinigami’s birthday! Go read the amazing fic here :D

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[between-two-fandoms]

Shifter Jaskier Headcannons

After the mountain scene Jaskier ends up being so emotionally distraught he transforms into a cat on instinct. He's a furry little baby, but if you fuck with him you're screwed.

Geralt fucked with him.

For the first few nights Jaskier growls at Geralt and only let's him near when he's got food. Sometimes Jaskier will "accidentally" almost bite off Geralt's fingers. When Jaskiers feeling particularly feral he'll gouge long scratches into Geralt's arm. Enough to hurt the witcher, but not enough to scar or keep him from hunting.

Geralt adjusts to the bard turning into a cat pretty well after the initial shift. He provides Cat Jaskier with food and water and Cat Jaskier seems to have Roach's immediate approval.

Jaskier's pettiness boils down to light growls and scratches on Geralt's arms and legs. Jaskier eventually lets Geralt pet him.

They run into other witchers on the way to Kaer Morhen and Geralt hates the fact that Cat Jaskier seems to approve of both of his brothers without hesitation. Cat Jaskier tends to perch on Eskel's shoulder, who constantly showers him with live and affection.

Lol lmk if u want more let me know!

[raven-dirt]

I LOST A FIC AGAIN

Multi chapter, Jaskier was a cat Witcher and they called him the Mad Cat. He couldn’t die and he went through a lot of torture from Stregobor and Geralt had to go into his dreams or something?

Link pls, I will be forever grateful!

[geraskierficrecs]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Jaskier gets turned into a kitten after accidentally upsetting a god. Geralt is going to have a hell of a time keeping him safe now.

[witchersjaskier]

Ok, so big cat Jaskier is a Pallas Mountain cat and the Witchers of Kaer Morhen know that their are these shy, rare cats that live in the mountains, that they hardly ever see. Then one day Jaskier patters up to the keep and the Wolf school Witchers are worried, because these cats are usually very shy. So their all like is it sick?! Is it gonna die?!! And Jaskier is just happily making himself at home in their keep, sleeping in front of their fire while trying to tell them that he is their bard.

"That's gotta be the ugliest cat I've ever seen," Lambert says slowly, staring at the animal sat in front of the fire.

It's basically a ball of grey-brown fur, curled into itself, thick tail coiled around its body. Eskel and Geralt are standing next to him and Eskel elbows him.

"Be nice, he can't help it," he says quietly, crouching next to the cat. "I've seen a few of them before, but they're rare. Reclusive. Shy. I've never seen one act like this."

Geralt hums, crouching a bit closer, staying still. The cat mreows, trotting up to the Witcher on its small, round paws. Gerald stays completely still as the animal rubs against his legs, almost purring.

"It likes you," Lambert notices. "It really must be sick."

"But not dying," Geralt replies. "Or he'd be rubbing against you."

Lambert snorts and looks at Eskel who's staring at the animal in silence.

"It really must be sick," he says slowly. "No wild animal will walk into a den of predators, humans, if it's not sick."

Lambert winces. "I'll talk to Vesemir."

They split up, trying to find out what's wrong with the cat, though the animal just tails them and sprawls on Geralt's lap, demanding pets and food. The White Wolf is weak as always when it comes to animals, but Lambert can see the tension in him.

They're all a bit worried that the cat will die on them.

"I got used to its ugly face," he snaps defensively when Vesemir asks why it matters.

The cat hisses at that, back arching, fur standing tall. They stare at each other for a second, before the animal escapes, accompanied by chuckles from other Witchers.

That night Lambert finds a pile of vomit and fur on his bed.

"Well played," he mutters, rolling his eyes.